Chapter 417

"Uncle, I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee it. If you can't satisfy me, I promise to escort you back in person."

Di Ping Hu's next stand straight body, eyes firm, voice sonorous powerful guarantee way.

"Well! Let's show it to us, little friend

At this time, the old uncle was not very happy. He thought the young man was very good, but he was disappointed. He thought that Diping was boasting or too impetuous.

"Uncle, please look at this weapon!"

Di Ping heart thought a move, suddenly a black gold sword appeared in his hand, now he also does not care to astonish the world, in order to fight for several people, he is under the blood.

"Hum..."

as soon as the knife appears, it makes a buzz in the air, like the sound of a dragon.

"How..."

the three elders, including the old uncle, all stood up with a bang, their faces showing horror. They looked at the black shining sword suddenly appeared in di Ping's hands, and were speechless for a moment.

"Is this magic?"

After a long time, several people began to relax and stare at Diping with surprise in their eyes. They murmured to themselves as if they were trying to comfort themselves to find an excuse. But then their eyes were attracted by the black gold swords in Diping's hands.

"Good knife!"

At this time, five uncle suddenly exclaimed, eyes excited tightly staring at the sword in di Ping's hand, and the voice changed a little.

They are all good at forging swords. They know what kind of good Dao is. The sound of this Dao is pure and clear, which is beyond the realm of ancient artifact. How can we keep them from being moved.

"Little friend, can you give me a look?"

At this time, the old uncle was also staring at the sword tightly. He could not bear to leave. He inquired with excited trembling voice.

"Of course

Di Ping chuckled indifferently and handed the knife forward. He took out the knife for what purpose. He didn't show you how to lure you.

"Good! Good

The old man was excited to say hello again and again, and then stretched out his trembling hand to take over the sword in Diping's hand, while the other three old guys were breathless, and their eyes were full of longing.

Di Ping didn't dare to let go at the first time. The knife was heavy, but it weighed 70-80 Jin. He was afraid that the old uncle could not hold it when he was old.

"It's heavy!"

Then the old uncle felt the heavy power of the knife, and immediately his face was shocked. He hastened to increase his strength. He was able to pick up more than 80 kilograms of heavy knife at his age of 80 years old. It can be seen that his strength was amazing when he was young.

"Qiang....."

the old uncle tried to erect the knife and flicked the blade lightly with his fingers. The sound of intersection of gold and stone came out. The sound was clear and long, like the roar of a dragon and a tiger. It echoed in the hall, making people feel excited.

"Good knife! What a magic weapon! I haven't lived in vain in my life. It's enough to see such a good Dao in my life! "

The old uncle was holding his sword in both hands, and his mouth was twitching. His face was excited. His palm gently touched the blade, as if he was touching a piece of peerless porcelain. He was very careful. Looking at the old man's excited appearance, Diping was worried that his heart could not bear to faint.

The swords are not made by the technology of making swords on earth. The Han swords before Di Ping were regarded as the standard of the earth's crafts. However, compared with the black gold swords, they were not much inferior. We can imagine how these swordsmen should feel when they saw such good objects.

"Uncle... Let me have a look at it later."

At this time, the three old men staring at the swords on the edge were also eager to make a voice to urge the way.

"Have a look! I used to think that our craftsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Come to see this, you dare to be complacent and despise the people in the world? "

The old uncle was very difficult to take back his eyes from the sword. He looked at the three old men and scolded him in a deep voice. However, he still handed the sword in his hand.

"Come and see!"

"Let me see first!"

"Don't rob me. It's second brother. Let me see it first."

"I'm the fifth younger brother. I should have seen it first."

Three old men in the face of a knife earned up, three people as if children snatched toys.

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